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6/29/2015

I feel like my life lately has been that kind of movie when a director starts hundreds of plots and then is like nah forget that one we're so moving on!

And everything is on like 1.25x speed. Not much, but enough to also create a place for few hours of dying aka I'm so tired that I'm trying to use the power of my mind to move things.

It's not going as well as I'd like it too.

So holiday time is on and I actually feel like this is the first time I'm an adult during summer, because my plans are somewhere between "let me grab my backpack and we can go around the world rn" and "oh my fucking god guys PLEASE get yourself TOGETHER we need to know what are we going to do"

And my mom is like "So where exactly are you going to stay?" and I don't answer not because I don't want to, just because I have no clue.

Ahh, the smell of starting to do stuff by yourself. I'm actually going to be legal in like 2 days, so you know, I'm basically old and dying and I want Nicolas Cage to attend my funeral and make a movie out of it.

I think I may be tired and I shouldn't continue with this but I'll do it anyway.

I'm so happy about the marriage case in the US right now, like this is actually happening, we are making history. The thing that should be done long before is already done and now I just hope it'll become a standard for a civilized country.

I have a train in something like 6 hours and I'm still kind of away from the idea of going to sleep. Ain't nobody leaving without making sure that the music library is cool. Have I told you guys about the time I dropped my iPod into a sewer drain? So I did that.

I can't fit all of my music on my phone. That's tough. #firstworldproblems

see you in few days (I hope), enjoy your summer, let your milkshakes bring boys to the yard

6/08/2015

"Oh my god, what are you wearing" my mom said as she saw me all dressed up and ready to go.

"'What am I wearing? I asked, already aware of the answer.

"Something terrible" she shook her head with obvious disapproval.

Moms, huh. Words of wisdom and support since always.

I still think I looked fab though.

And I had a lot of adventures on that day and I think that my outfit could've caused some of them. #casuallydrawingyourattentiontomyveryself

So it's June, and can I be real for a moment everybody? It's already summer. It's hot and sunny and all that ice cream strawberry dressy mojito sunglasses pool party kind of shit; you all know what I'm talking about, it's not about the heat, it's about the vibe.

And the vibe wants me to do everything, literally everything BUT study.

Like a month ago my dad was like "Hey, you might wanna take care of your studies or you won't be able to make it when you'll have a bunch of exams on last days of school"

And as a responsible adult, my response was kind of like "PFFF DAD YOU DON'T KNOW ME IT'S NOT GOING TO BE LIKE THAT SCHOOL LOOKS NOTHING LIKE IT USED TO WHEN YOU WENT THERE IT'S ALL GOING TO BE CHILL IT'S HOLIDAY BASICALLY ALREADY YOLO HAHA I'M SO ON IT"

Well, I may or may not have been wrong.

I've been terribly wrong.

I can't even force myself to care about that anymore. Like, does this grade get me anywhere? No? Does a better or worse grade get me anywhere? No? So what is the fucking point anyway. Cut the shit. Gimme my free time.

that I also have to make plans for and I'm eternally screaming all the time